In An Awake


I awaken to my dream
but I am in the world
and I am not asleep

moving through the world
but like dream

I am running from
I am running towards
but can be only trying to
for so much so far
beyond my control

it is like dream
but I am awake
and moving through this world

The dream is I
from far deep within
it has become me
awake I am my dreams

I am awake
but in the world
and the world pushes against
I dream harder
and the world pushes still

It is intertwined
dependent and opposed
dream in world

this what it’s like
to live in this world
to be dreaming in an awake

Held In Mist


Accessible though unknown
for knowing of
is not knowing that

What was known before
is what is seen ahead
while held in mist
all the rest

of oppressive or of joy
of hope or despair
ahead is before

While all that is
is not what is
for being seen
but is for being is
or might be
or can be
or shouldn’t be

Ahead is before
the wider the coming from
the broader ahead the going to
from now

How could I ahead
if not at first before

I seek
I would know
I seem sometimes to find
but seems can so often only
from what is before have known

Held in mist
what can be known now
what now can ahead become before

in mist
so much in mist
so much oblivious in mist
while is remains is
or might be
or can be
or would be

No Wait


There is what is
this world that surrounds
and I have come to know it

I have watched and seen
I have thought about and determined

You have to
you have to decide
and take your steps

There was some confusion
some things that made sense less
than what I’d figured out
that’s ok

I know what I saw
knew how to put pieces together
eyes have seen
mind has determined

I can trust these eyes
I can depend on this mind
it is all you have
it is your eyes that see
it is your mind that determines

You have to decide
you have to take your steps

this world I have seen
this world I have determined
it is true
it is true
isn’t it

no wait…

Standing On One Foot


I’m standing on one foot
and I’m leaning over
and I’m starting to fall down
and I might

because I just picked up the other
because I’m starting to take a step
and I have to pick up the one
and hold it there a moment
to figure out where to put it next
to try a move in this direction
or maybe that

and I have known
how often it’s not easy
for the regretful steps I’ve made before
the backwards steps before
the going nowhere steps before
and fear for the many I’ll yet regret to come

but it’s not one step that makes me
but all of them together
all of them before
all of them to come
and the sum that keeps me changing

I could make it easier
I could put down the one
I could just stand
or sit
or lie
and sometimes I will
to rest
but not forever

So now I’m ready again
or maybe I’m not
but I’m standing on one foot
because I have to pick up the one
and hold it there a moment
to figure out where to put it next

I’m standing on one foot
and I’m very uncomfortable
and have been so before
a lot
and I wonder when it will get easy
and think maybe it won’t get easy
but hope maybe I will keep learning better how
how to stand on just one foot

Stepping Into Now


I hate now
now is not before
when I could try it otherwise
when I could choose a something else
when I could have altered just a bit

I hate now
now is not later
when the waiting will be done
when the changes will be settled
when so much might stand more figured out

so much I might do
but so much I must
I hate now

I see the clock
I know the time
but my head keeps living past
but my head keeps living later
while me is living now

I take a breath
I step into now
I hate now

what I can
what I would
and yet what I must

stepping into now

Waiting To Become


I want to be
the person I’m going to be
I want to be that person

Because it’s a long way
to tomorrow
because the steps from yesterday
that I figured out today
led to the learning
I’m still waiting for
a chance to use

It’s hard to look
it’s hard to see what I can learn
it’s hard to wait
for a chance to try again

It’s hard to wait for tomorrow
and remember how good I did
figuring out today

I Will Battle Me


Everywhere I turn
there I am waiting
to undo me

The world fights me
so do I
mind that wills its own
body that acts alone

I step forward
then it is I
who pushes back

I will battle this me
the one I insist
is to be the me that was
I will battle this me
for the sake of me
who struggles on



Again I fall
for this self I thought I knew
is not I that is now

The me I am
turned out to be
not the I
I want to be
The I I try so hard
to become

Another round
more learning
and another myself I meet for the first time

The cycle
it takes so much
to fall
to rise
to learn again

The cycle
is so hard

to fall
to rise
and wait to fall again

What Would I Have Me Do


On the other side of now
now that it is then
after the learning

I expect other people now
to know what I
when I was where they are now
could not know then

Looking out
I expect so much
of them

Now that it is afterwards
after the learning
I look back and see me then
and what I did not know then

I look out now and expect so much
of others
what then would I expect now
of me then
what would I have me do

The Tide


There is a natural flow to things
a direction of gravity
a way things simply are

There is what is
whatever might be ought
whatever might be meant to be
There are just the tides

It matters in this world
to be what cannot be
to do what will never succeed
to swim against the tide

And it is hard
but matters not to be in anger
and not to strike back
and to hope too for comfort

There is a natural flow to things
a direction of gravity
a way things simply are
It is important to be otherwise
otherwise there will be nothing else